You Love Me Novels & Stories

She titled her head and read the note. ❤My love for you. Can it be compared to anyone? Can it be exchanged with anyone? Can anyone replace you? No Never. My love for you is everlasting. My love for you will grow more each day, each hour, each minute, and each second. I love you. My happiness.❤

It happened every time she was over emotional and sometimes had to calm herself down to be able to talk. “Have you told him?” “Told him that I d…don’t love him?” queried Rhea puzzled. “Yes dumbo!” “Errm no I never even had the chance. But wouldn’t you think it obvious by the way I’m acting? I mean if I loved him back, aren’t I supposed to appear more willing than I am actually?” she asked clearly surprised that her friend would ask her such irrelevant questions. “Oh, I don’t know. Love is not always rational,” said Zoey enigmatically and when Rhea looked at her friend with a frown, she continued. “Who knows? Maybe he loves you so much that he is still hoping that you might change your mind.”

I whispered my voice shaking. "I love you Zayn Usman " "I love with everything " "I love you too , Jean " "I love you more than everything I had ever loved " he whispered before he kissed me again this time deeper

With you, I am complete. Forever and always, my love belongs to you." " Make Love to me " i smiled. The room was filled with anticipation and desire, as we slowly leaned in, our lips meeting in a sweet and passionate kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, conveying all the love, longing, and promises we held for each other. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, our connection deepening with each passing moment.

"So that whenever we shared these intimate moments, I would always feel that I have fallen in love with you over and over again. Like how I first fell in love with you." Kane's gaze was soft. He brought my hand to his lips. "Mmh. I like that way too. I want you to fall in love with me every day." Ah. It feels so great to have your love reciprocated. I do really like Kane so so much. I think Kane could see it in my eyes as well. "Did you remember that time when I said I would answer differently?" Kane suddenly opened a topic. "Hmm?" I tried to recall what he said.

Her spot-on observation was unnerving. She shook her head. “Of course I do. That’s the thing about being famous. Everyone gets on your business like ants to sugar.” She gulped from her mug of tea and licked her lips. “You are a Herringbone. That makes things worse for you. Ok, I know you have a girlfriend who you proposed to last month. Engagement party is set for early March. Your favorite restaurant is the Filler Flay in Scotland. You love Opera and swim as a hobby.”

My heart is pounding hard. "I love you, and this love is a furious volcano of obsession, possession, and maddening desire. I love you enough to have you inside my walls and show myself weak. I love you enough to talk about my fears and problems. I love you enough to give you power over me when I never allowed anyone else to have that power. I love you enough to step in front of a bullet for you... I love you more than I can put into words here. "Do you want to marry me again? Renew our wedding vows and have a real party? No one else between us. No contracts. I want to love you for real. I want a real marriage. Today and for every day of my life. Will you be mine?"

This was supposed to make you fall for me but I can see that I have failed with that but still I want to you to know. You are it for me, none other will do I love you. Micah. A love letter: From the person who love you to the ends of the world and back. Micah.

Suddenly, she waved her phone excitedly in front of me, relaying the latest trending news. "Holly! You've finally cleared your name! Everyone online feels bad for you. They're calling you a strong, independent woman. And Elliot, he's different from before. Do you think he actually loves you now? Oh, by the way, he added me on Facebook. He's been asking about you. Should I tell him the truth?" I froze for a moment. Something stirred in my heart, but it quickly calmed down. I shook my head. What did it matter whether he loved me or not? I had left the Cox family behind, and I had no intention of looking back.

I wriggle out from under him and climb up into the van. After an agonizingly slow three point turn, I race the van down the mountainside, calling information for Data-X’s main number, because I don’t have it memorized.